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Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 12.Apr.13 Current Characters: August of Gold Varanuth - Gold weyrling (Benden) A'dis of Bronze Obaranth - Telgar Weyr D'sen of Bronze Viskuth - Fort Weyr R'dan of Bronze Sorenth - Ista Weyr D'io of brown Shirrikath - Fort Weyr D'lyne of Green Tybalith - Telgar Weyr R'nar of Green Anserath - Fort Weyr L'tri of blue Jedreth - Fort Weyr Pendalier, minor holder - Gulf Stones Hold - Benden Hold Raigan, minor holder - Minor Holder with Keroon Hold Brahnwen, crafter - Harper - Whereever she wants to be Maliah, weyrfolk - Ista Weyr Madelan, Candidate - Fort Weyr Landen, Candidate - Benden Weyr NPCs Re: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 14.Jun.13 Re: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 06.Jul.13 Re: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 16.Jul.13 Growth chart for 00 - 01 - 5.44ft 01 - 02 - 8.84ft 02 - 03 - 12.24ft 03 - 04 - 15.64ft 04 - 05 - 19.04ft 05 - 06 - 22.44ft 06 - 07 - 25.23ft 07 - 08 - 29.24ft 08 - 09 - 29.92ft 09 - 10 - 30.6ft 10 - 11 - 31.28ft 11 - 12 - 31.95ft 12 - 13 - 32.98ft 13 - 14 - 34ft - fully grown Growth chart for 00 - 01 - 5.92ft 01 - 02 - 9.62ft 02 - 03 - 13.32ft 03 - 04 - 17.02ft 04 - 05 - 20.72ft 05 - 06 - 24.42ft 06 - 07 - 28.12ft 07 - 08 - 31.82ft 08 - 09 - 32.56ft 09 - 10 - 33.3ft 10 - 11 - 34.04ft 11 - 12 - 34.78ft 12 - 13 - 35.89ft 13 - 14 - 37ft - Fully grown Growth chart for 00 - 01 5.39ft 01 - 02 7.41ft 02 - 03 12.13ft 03 - 04 15.5ft 04 - 05 18.8ft 05 - 06 22.24ft 06 - 07 25.61ft 07 - 08 28.98ft 08 - 09 29.65ft 09 - 10 30.33ft 10 - 11 31.00ft 11 - 12 31.67ft 12 - 13 32.68ft 13 - 14 - 33.7ft - fully grown Growth chart for 00 - 01 - 5.96ft 01 - 02 - 9.69ft 02 - 03 - 13.42ft 03 - 04 - 17.15ft 04 - 05 - 20.8ft 05 - 06 - 24.61ft 06 - 07 - 28.34ft 07 - 08 - 32.07ft 08 - 09 - 32.82ft 09 - 10 - 33.57ft 10 - 11 - 34.31ft 11 - 12 - 35.06ft 12 - 13 - 36.18ft 13 - 14 - 37.3ft - fully grown Re: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 17.Nov.13 Re: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 03.Feb.14 Re: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 05.Feb.14 I actually got the idea for them from one you did for Okalinath awhile back so I can't take all the credit for it! It's very helpful in remembering how big the lot of them should be during play, though, so I don't mind updating it every month. Re: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 06.Feb.14 Re: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 21.Feb.14 Re: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 26.Oct.16 Re: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 27.Oct.16 Updated profile spines Re: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 28.Oct.16 Possible new people: Candidate Erantol (E'tol) Calliane: ex-goldrider, holdbred - Rachel Weisz Pre-plague female greenrider Amara, weyrbred - Claudia Black Bronzerider I'dis from LW clutch - Tyler Hoechlin Brown weyrling B'nar from AS clutch Blue weyrling J'tai from ED clutch Possibly.. Maybe.. Re: Jenn's Creeps - ThistleProse - 28.Oct.16 Do eeet! Re: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 28.Oct.16 lmao you're awful! Re: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 31.Oct.16 And it begins... 4B5320 [gfont=Rock Salt][/gfont][gfont=ABeeZee][/gfont][gfont=Oswald][/gfont] Amara of Nolith
If the real thing don't do the trick
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Face Claim: Claudia Black Inactivity Preference: NPC Creator Name: Jenn Player Name: Jenn NPC Account: Adoptable Death: Yes Original Name: Amara Pronounced: A-Mar-A Honorific: N/A Pronounced: N/A Nicknames: N/A Dragon Name: Nolith Dragon Name: No-Leeth Dragon Colour: Green Wing Assigned: Wing Rank: Wingrider Primary Rank: n/a Secondary Ranks: n/a Place of Birth: The location in which they were born. Date of Birth: 23.01.191 AL Searched By: N/A weyrbred Searched Date: N/A Impression Age: 18, 19.04.209 AL Physical Age: 30 Exiled With: N/A Partner: N/A Appearance
You better make up something quick
Eyes: Wide set and large, Amara's eyes are a startling shade of grey that are distinctly almond shaped. They sit under well shaped brows and are tipped with dark lashes. Hair: Amara's hair is longer, though she wears almost exclusively in a braid, with a wave to it. It is thick and black, which contrasts beautifully with her dusky skin. Height: Amara stands around 5'5" tall. General Appearance: Amara is a rather average height for a Pernese woman, though she is on the taller side. She has wide set grey eyes that have an almond shape to them and they take on a bedroom appearance. She has sharp cheek bones and a stubborn chin along with a generous mouth. Her nose is some what large with a distinctive bump at the bridge from a break during weyrlinghood. Dressing Style: At least one paragraph, indicating the usual attire the character can be seen in, how they wear their hair, if they are clean or dirty etc. Personality
You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn it to the wick
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** FAMILY RANKS ** Please keep in mind that Weyrbrats are bred (usually) from dragonriders and Lower Cavern folk; they are not craft educated and generally have an abundance of half-siblings. Stolen Crafters are almost always going to be the eldest or second eldest son that was of a well to-do family in order to pay for their Education. Almost no dragonriders EXCLUDING Katilan Impressed will have a Craft education. A detailed explanation will be needed for those that are. Only one in a blue moon women are passed on to the Craft Halls, and those that are very rarely make it beyond Sr. Apprentice, even in women friendly crafts. Please remember that it is YOUR character that is allowed to be special, not the entire family!
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Oooo, Barra-Barracuda
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You'd have me down, down, down on my knees
Name Pronounced: No-Leeth Dragon Colour: Green Wing Assigned: Light Wing Rank: Wingrider Hatching Date: 19.04.209 AL Birthing Weyr: Benden Home Weyr: Fort Clutch Name: Slim Pickings Clutch Mother: Clutch Father: Key Word: Stubborn Egg Name: Glimmering Sights Egg Description: Odd shaped and speckled with brown. Appearance: All measurements should be when mature. Length: 19ft Height: 9.5ft Wingspan: 28.5ft Scars & Markings: Various scars from flights. Nolith has one particularly nasty one along her right side. Weyrlinghood: Nolith was a long and gangly green before she grew into her body. Her hatchling hide was began a deep dark green with hints and splashes of a softer green. Adulthood: As Nolith shed out with each of her growth periods, the hinted at soft green took over her body. As she grew the dark green shrank until only a few splashes of it remained along her body. It was almost like her coloring went in reverse. Mindvoice: Nolith's mind voice betrays the absentmindedness that is Nolith. It often sounds distracted and makes her sound one moment away from forgetting everything she was speaking of. During her proddy periods, Nolith's voice takes on a huskier quality akin to a fine southern whiskey. General Character Traits: Habits/Mannerisms:
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Now wouldn't you, Barracuda? Oh
This is required for ALL characters, regardless of if they are your first or twenty-th. RP Sample must use the character described in the profile above and be an indication of your average posting size and style. Please do not use NPCs, as we feel bad telling you that you will need to rewrite when you do so. The best way to do this is to use it as a Thread Starter for your character, then you can post it upon acceptance and jump right into RPing! Re: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 19.Nov.16 A’dis
Bronzerider
Tyler Hoechlin Important Details
Original Name: Amaradis
Pronounced: Ah-mar-ah-dis Honorific: A’dis Pronounced: Ah-Diss Nicknames: n/a Dragon Name: Obaranth Dragon Name: Oh-Bah-Ranth Dragon Colour: Bronze Wing Assigned: N/A Wing Rank: Wingrider Primary Rank: Bronzerider Secondary Ranks: N/A. Place of Birth: Katila Date of Birth: 02.11.720 AL Searched/Stolen By: N/A Searched/Stolen Date: N/A Impression Age: 15, 09.11.735 AL Physical Age: 17 Exiled With: N/A, Partner: N/A, Appearance
Hair: Dark brown nearly black and generally worn short. Height: 6’1” General Appearance: A'dis resembles his mother far more than he looks like his father. His eyes are an expressive green in color surrounded by thick lashes and they sit beneath rather heavy brows. A'dis' hair is thick and a very dark brown that is almost back. He has a well shaped nose settled between sharp cheek bones. A stubborn chin is dented with a small dimple. A'dis has an open smile, though it is not as common as it should or used to be. He is a well built man, with broad shoulders and a somewhat wide chest. He is slender hipped and long legged. He often has the beginnings of a beard, something he's allowed since he was able to grow one. Dressing Style: A'dis is seldom seen in much else besides pants and shirts. He rarely dresses up but will if he has too. He is rather tidy with his appearance and will often be late for what ever appointment he has if it means he'll be clean and neat in dress. His tidy behavior with his own dress translates into how his riding leathers and harnesses look. They are always clean and well kept, never needing unexpected repairs. Obaranth, as well, must suffer his rider's need to be clean (this really isn't a hardship as the big bronze enjoys the attention) and A'dis keeps him just as tidy and well kempt as himself. Personality
A'dis is a serious man though he has his moments of random fun. He tries to be cheerful when the situation calls for it, a habit he learned from childhood when confronted with the viciousness of his father, and will go out of his way to make sure the children of the weyr are happy and healthy. His serious nature has created a man who tries to remain rational even in the most irrational of situations. He is often the voice of reason when others would rather fight and A'dis is a peacemaker. He'd rather compromise than throw a punch and does not appreciate it when he can't do this. When something like this happens, he has no issue with defending himself and has learned how to throw a fist well enough to put his opponent on the ground. Sometimes A'dis is overly sensitive, which was seen in the tears he shed when meeting his sister for the first time. A harsh word can be taken to heart and A'dis will turn it over and over in his mind until Obaranth has had enough and speaks sharply to him. He knows he has no reason to be so sensitive but when you grow up as unloved as he was, its not easily put aside. As with most bronzeriders and with much the same ferocity as Obaranth, A'dis can be arrogant, he's among the best of the weyr and he's not afraid to let people know. There was a reason a bronze dragonet chose him and he knows it. Habits/Mannerisms: A'dis tends to tap his fingers when he's nervous and also has a bad habit of chewing his finger nails. Opinions: Threadfall Theory: It'll probably happen but a guy can hope. Stealing/Kidnapping: Didn't understand it when it happened but later on knew it was necessary Firelizards: Hasn't known anything else Return North: Who wouldn't want to have an adventure? Likes: Obaranth: It goes without saying that A’dis likes his dragon. Obaranth is his best friend. Firelizards: They’re sneaky and squirrely. He's always had an instant like for them because of these traits. Children: A'dis adores children and often laments the fact that he has yet to father any. He thinks he would make a wonderful father. Dislikes: Tunnelsnakes: Like most rational people, A’dis dislikes the creatures. Being dirty: A’dis is not a fan of being dirty. He has an almost OCD like obsession with being as clean as possible. Flights: Obaranth hasn’t won any yet but he knows that there is a possibility the bronze will fly a male ridden green and it weirds him out to think of it. Strengths: Rational: A'dis is extremely rational, except for when he's not. He is always the voice of reason when there is any kind of fight happening. Cheerful: A'dis tries to remain as cheerful as he can, though he is more often serious than cheerful. Charming: A'dis is charming when he wants to be, knowing when to say those things that make people happy. Flaws: Sensitive: A'dis is a bit more sensitive than his father had hoped for. He can burst into tears when overcome with emotion and there are times the bronzerider takes any slight straight to his heart. Forgetful: A'dis can be quite forgetful at times, more often than not forgetting names and rank of people he's only seen once or twice. Obaranth is the one who reminds him where his boots are. Arrogant: Where A'dis can sometimes be as arrogant as his brownriding father. He knows he's better than most and sometimes does not know how to censor that. History
Father: A'mad of Midranth, b.673
Rank: Brownrider Mother: Amara of Nolith, b. 691 Rank: Greenrider Siblings: Ameris of Past Lovers/Partners: N/A Current Lovers/Partners: N/A Children: N/A Background Story: 720 & 0: Amaradis was born some nine months after Nirinath's call to the rest of the dragons. Midranth of A'mad caught Nolith of Amara during a wild flight and Amaradis was born from this. 725 & 5: A'dis vaguely remembers the storm that destroyed a large portion of the weyr. This is in part because he very nearly died when his mother's hut collapsed. A'dis suffered a broken arm and fever from the break. 726 & 6: Is one of those who contracted firehead with the initial outbreak. Survives but is left in a bit of a weakened state for several months. Doesn't really understand the scope of the devastation the illness caused. 727-730 & 7-10: A'dis is just as excited as the rest of the makeshift weyr when Nirinath flies and clutches a modest sized clutched. Is secretly delighted when a girl impresses a blue. Why shouldn't girls be on fighter dragons? His mom rode one! A'dis cries when the blue the girl impressed betweens for no apparent reason. He is just as saddened by the losses of the weyrlings as everyone else. He is extremely confused when he mother leaves for days at a time and angry when she won't explain why. He doesn't understand the implications of B'jin stealing Talian, he just knows they needed a healer and now they had one. 734 & 14: Finally gets to stand for impressions. Stands for the Hunted and Pursuit hatchings. Doesn't impress but his sister Ameris impresses gold Mizeath. A'dis is exceptionally proud of the sister he's never been introduced to. The night of the hatching of the Carpe Diem clutch is one A'dis will never forget. He'll never forget the deaths and the keening and the wailing of those left behind. For as long as he lives, the sounds will haunt him. It was around this time that Tsuen died, taking Nirinath with her and S'kef would decide they would go back to the north. He was excited but at the same he was not. What did this mean for everyone? He didn't know. 735 & 15: His sister's gold had her maiden flight during this time, while they waited to return north. A'dis was determined to stand and impress at Katila. He was determined to impress from this clutch and did not go north when asked. Maybe then he'd have an opportunity to introduce himself to his goldriding sister. As luck would have it, Amaradis would become A'dis with his impression of Obaranth. He was over the moon when that small bronze dragonet slipped into his mind with ease. He may have cried a little when he finally was able to introduce himself to the sister he'd never met but always knew about. He definitely cried when his sister accepted him with open arms. 736 & 16: They remained at Katila while Obaranth grew, staying with the other weyrlings under the care of D'ren while the rest went north. When they were finally big enough, strong enough, and smart enough, A'dis and Obaranth were allowed to go north to Telgar. Where he learned his sister would be weyrwoman of Ista. He had to make a decision of whether he would stay or he would go. With the help of Obaranth the pair decided to remain in Telgar under the bronzerider A'dris because their similar names amused his dragon to no end. 736-739 & 16-19: A'dis was content to remain in Telgar. Both thankful and disappointed when Obaranth did not win any of the gold flights that have happened as of yet. Obaranth doesn't seem to mind and A'dis is of the same thought. They didn't need to win a goldflight to know that they are among the best. It'd come some day. Education
Education Details: A basic weyr education, A'dis can barely scribble a little on hide and it is slightly embarrassing to him. Obaranth
Dragon Name: Obaranth
Name Pronounced: Oh-Bah-Ranth Dragon Colour:Bronze Wing Assigned: N/A Wing Rank: Wingrider Hatching Date: 09.11.735 AL Birthing Weyr: Katila Home Weyr: Telgar Clutch Name: Limitless Wonder Clutch Mother: Clutch Father: Appearance: Length: 38ft Height: 19ft Wingspan: 57ft Scars & Markings: A few here and there from flights Weyrlinghood: Obaranth was a gangly bronze when he was a weyrling, all elbows and knees and too long limbs. His hide was the same then as it is now and didn't really change when he shed out. Adulthood: Obaranth has matured into a stately bronze, he holds himself with the pride that seems to be inherent in his color. He grew into his body and the out of proportion look he had as a weyrling disappeared into a well shaped and sturdy bronze. He's perfectly proportioned and well.. Perfect. His coloring has darkened slightly and the lighter patches he possessed as a weyrling have lightened some but all in all, Obaranth has remained nearly exactly the same as he was as a weyrling. Mindvoice: Obaranth's voice has a rough quality to it. It brings to mind someone who has smoked a pipe for years and years. When excited Obaranth's voice can have a higher pitch to it though it is still rough. General Character Traits: Obaranth is a polite bronze, something that has always been apparent even from hatching. His even tempered nature makes him a favorite of the weyrbrats that always seem to gravitate towards him and his rider. He adores them and they know it. Like his rider, Obaranth loves firelizards almost as much as brown Ironth does. He knows his rider will never allow for one, no matter how much A'dis likes them, so the bronze gets his firelizard play with the rest of the firelizards around the weyr. The bronze has a huge curiosity and he loves to learn new things, he doesn't care if he might not remember what he learned, he's got a rider to do that for him. He's always insistent that A'dis learn just as much as he does so he does not run the risk of never remembering. Habits/Mannerisms: Obaranth has a habit of twitching his tail when he's agitated. Often it goes in tandem with talon flexing. A'dis can always tell the state of his dragon by how deep the rugs in the dirt are from Obarath’s talons. Likes: A’dis: Part and parcel of being a ridden dragon, Obaranth loves his rider as all good dragons should, though he does become exasperated by A'dis at times. Firelizards: Obaranth adores firelizards. He thinks it's super amusing that they are basically mini dragons. Children: Obaranth has a soft spot for children. Before their return north it was not uncommon to see him lounging with the weyrbrats and letting them hang all over him. Dislikes: A’mad: Much of this stems from his own observations of how the brownrider interacts with A'dis. He has drawn his own conclusions of the other man and suffers his sight because A'dis cares. The cold: Obaranth dislikes weather that is exceptionally cold. He much rather perfers a milder climate though he will suffer the cold if he must. Lightening: Much like his mother, Obaranth dislikes lightening. He isn't quite as irrational with it as Mizeath is but the brightness of the flashes are a lot to bear. Strengths: Even tempered: Obaranth is rather even tempered. Not much ruffles his feathers outside a gold flight and his irrational dislike of A'mad. Curious: Obaranth is a curious dragon. When something new catches his eye he likes to find out everything he possibly can about it. Polite: Obaranth is always polite, even to those people he really does not like. He never raises his voice is anger and tries to find the best in every situation. Flaws: Finicky: Obaranth is a finicky dragon. His food must be just right, a regular old wherry just won’t do and the oils A’dis uses must be the perfect temperature. It can be quite grating on a rider to have such a fussy dragon but A’dis manages quite well. Arrogant: Obaranth is arrogant like most bronzes. He knows he’s a bronze and he knows a bronze is far better than a brown or a blue. Not to mention he is the best of the bronzes. Clumsy: He will never admit it but Obaranth is quite clumsy. This bronze often trips over his own tail or trips over a well hidden stick in the ground. In the air he is as graceful as any dragon but on the ground? He takes the whole fish out of water saying to heart. Hex Codes: Obaranth Font: #52503C Background: #C9AE5D Preview: Obaranth speech Infant Image Adult Image RP Sample
He's jealous you know
"I don't understand why he would be so jealous," A'dis told the dragon he leaned against. It was a conversation they had many times before. Starting at nearly the beginning of their lives together, A'dis just couldn't understand why his father treated him with such disdain. He'd tried apologizing to the man and it had left him with a bloody lip. Obaranth had been pissed and would've have clawed the man if A'dis' mother hadn't intervened. "He should be proud. His son is a bronzerider and his daughter a goldrider. I just don't understand." He is jealous because his own dragon is only a brown and he would have a bronze. A'dis shook his head at the bronze's words. He knew Obaranth was right. He knew his father was irrationally jealous of the fact he did not ride a bronze and his son did but it hurt. It wasn't his fault Midranth was brown and not bronze. Besides, didn't everyone say that the dragon chose? He doubted there had been a bronze who would want a man like A'mad. He was too volitile. Too much of a drunk. Too.. A'mad. The brownrider was more suited for brown and though A'dis would never say it, he thought the man should've been on a blue. Perhaps he is proud in his own twisted way. He seems to tolerate Ameris and the fact she rides my clutch mother. So maybe there is hope for he and you. "Mm.. Maybe," but A'dis doubted it. He couldn't help but think he'd done something wrong and that some how he would have to make up to his father for whatever he'd done. The only problem was, A'dis had no idea how to go about it. The Player
RE: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 18.Mar.18 Daelyne
Candidate
Chloe Grace Moretz Important Details
Original Name: Daelyne
Pronounced: Day-lynn Nicknames: Day Primary Rank: Candidate Secondary Ranks: Weyrbrat Place of Birth: Katila Date of Birth: 17.06.720 AL Searched: N/A Searched/Stolen Date: N/A Physical Age: 19 Aged Out: N/A Exiled With: N/A Partner: N/A Appearance
Hair: Blonde, thick and slightly wavy Height: Small, Daelyne stands barely about 5'3" tall. General Appearance: Daelyne is lean and not at all curvy. She's quite short, standing only a scant 5'3" tall but she makes up for her lack of height with her personality. Her eyes are quite wide, giving her an almost innocent look. It's a lie. Daelyne only pretends to be innocent. Her blue eyes are tipped with a set of full thick lashed and are something of an almond shape. Her blonde hair is thick and bright. There are times when it appears brassy and this is usually in the height of summer. Thick and wavy, it generally falls loosely about her shoulders. Dressing Style: Daelyne is always clean, except for when she's not. She doesn't mind getting dirty if she's playing around with her daughter, but other than that she prefers to be clean. Her dressing style is much the same as a man's and one would be hard pressed to find Daelyne in a dress. Though she has found that dresses can be fun sometimes. Personality
She doesn't lie. Daelyne thinks liars are a waste of space and she refuses to do so for anyone else. If someone wants her to lie to them or for them she'll tell them straight out to go between and stay there. Daelyne has a penchant for bronzeriders, which she's pretty sure stems from the fact N'vian sired her daughter. Kind of helped he took her virginity at the same time. Daelyne is loyal, it takes much for her to take that loyalty elsewhere and the person who loses it will likely never see it again. Habits/Mannerisms: Daelyne has an awful habit of chewing on her fingernails. They are ragged and are generally uneven lengths. Opinions: Threadfall Theory: If they went back north, thread could totally come back Stealing/Kidnapping: Doesn't care Weryrleader S'kef: S'kef's a dick Firelizards: Loves firelizards. If she could Daelyne would have a dozen Women's loss of honourifics: Doesn't really care one way or another. Return North: Fun, exciting. Maybe now she could get this impression business over with Likes: Cuddling: Weirdly, for all her prickly nature, Daelyne loves to cuddle. When she needs a fix she's often found in the creche cuddling with Daetra. Spring: Spring is one of Daetra's favorite times of the turn. Its neither too hot or too cold and is just right. The changing from dull and drab to bright and colorful is like watching a sunset. Rainstorms: Daelyne enjoys the chaos and noise of a good rainstorm, she enjoys the sound of the rumbling thunder and the rain striking the ground. It is soothing for her. Dislikes: Tunnelsnakes: Can't stand tunnelsnakes, thinks they're creepy and crawling and quite gross. Wet socks: There is nothing worse than having wet socks on a pair of cold feet. Dogs: Daelyne isn't too keen on dogs, the heavily built dogs some people had in Katila were intimidating and she hated the way that made her feel. Strengths: Fierce: Daelyne is fierce, there's not much she wouldn't fight for and she never apologizes for who she is. Reliable: Daelyne is always reliable, even when she doesn't want to be. Asked for something, she'll almost always deliver and she's never late to a meeting. Honest: Daelyne doesn't lie and she'll always tell you the truth even if it hurts your feelings. Flaws: Suspicious: Daelyne is naturally suspicious, she thinks everyone has a hidden agenda and she doesn't appreciate it in the least. Sarcastic: Daelyne tends to be a bit sarcastic. She often mocks people for simple mistakes or pointing out the obvious in the sneerig tones. Pushy: History
Father: B'dor, b.694
Rank: Bluerider Mother: Daendria, b.698, d.723 Rank: Greenrider Siblings: Tavynia Past Lovers/Partners: N'vian of bronze Skorzanth Current Lovers/Partners: N/A Children: Daetra, 11.10.738 Background Story: 720 & 0: Birth. Joins sister Tavynia, does toddler stuff. 723 & 3: Her mother dies, she most likely cried when she couldn't find the woman, but Daelyne doesn't really remember her. 723-8 & 3-8: Doesn't really understand all the death that is visiting the dragons. All she knows is the keening is quite sad. The rest of the makeshift weyrs excitement when Nirinath finally rises bleeds onto the small girl and she's just as excited. Doesn't really understand what it means when the dragons between. Her father tries to shield her from the worst of it. 729 & 9: Accidentally stumbles across a firelizard nest in the process of hatching. Bonds Pixie a small green. 730 & 10: Doesn't particularly care that B'jin steals a healer. Kind of thinks it's a bit funny that all the adults are freaking out about it. 732-4 & 12-14:Decides she's going to start standing. No one will let her stand for Future Designs, no gold egg was present, she's pissed beyond reason for this. Has an intense desire to impress green and only green. She does not. Stands for Dangerous Days, The Hunted, The Pursuit, and Have Faith. Does not impress at any of them. Shortly after Have Faith hatches everyone's life is turned upside down by a landslide. Her arm is broken and remains stiff to this day. She'll stand and not impress at Carpe Diem. 735 & 15: Stands for Future Embarks still hoping for green. Does not impress. Daelyne finally goes north with everyone else. She's excited at the prospect of being some where new. Still intent on impressing green. Maybe being north will be where she shines. Stands for the clutches with gold eggs that would be hatched at Telgar. She doesn't impress at a single one of them. She's starting to have some serious doubts about standing any longer. 736 & 16: Goes on to Fort in time for Fragmented Memories. Still does not impress, more doubts are present. 737 & 17: Gets a little thrill out of flight mothing when N'vian of bronze 738-9 & 18-9: Birth's her daughter Daetra, she cares for the girl but knows she's better off in the creche with the rest of the babies. She visits from time to time, Pixie enjoys the girl. Starts standing again when the 'brat is weaned. Still hasn't impressed. She's beginning to think it'll never happen and is thinking of things she'll be doing with the rest of her life. Like flight mothing. Education
Education Details: Basic weyr educationThe Player
Pixie
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Pet Name: Pixie
Name Pronounced: Pick-zee Colour: Green Date of Birth: 12.06.729 AL Appearance
Pixie is a long and lithe green. She is rather dark for a green, though she does have some light splashes of a much lighter green along her back and tail.
Personality
Pixie is sassy and affectionate. Except she's only affectionate to Daelyne. Pixie could take or leave anyone who isn't the blonde haired girl. She's quite loud and doesn't particularly care. She's always on the go and has an annoying obsession with anything shiny.
Pet Created By: Jenn RE: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 26.Jul.19 Dandioar
Candidate
Charlie Hunnam Important Details
Original Name: Dandioar
Pronounced: Dan-dee-oar Honorific: D'io Pronounced: Dee-oh Nicknames: Dandi Dragon Name: N/A Dragon Pronounced: N/A Dragon Colour: N/A Wing Assigned: N/A Wing Rank: N/A Primary Rank: Candidate Secondary Ranks: Jr. Place of Birth: Ista Hold Date of Birth: 15.07.720 AL | Searched/Stolen By: A'bram of Searched/Stolen Date: 20.05.738 Impression Age: Age, dd.mm.yyy AL Physical Age: 20/20 Aged Out: Partner: N/A Appearance
Hair: Dirty blonde that often wears it short, has a slight wave to it when long. Height: Dandioar is exactly average in height, standing 6'1" General Appearance: Dandidoar's face is angular without any of the baby fat that had plagued his childhood. Sharp cheekbones, sharp nose and stubborn chin are what makes up his features. His jaw is firm and well-shaped, adding to the angularity of his facial features. His eyes are well-shaped and slightly deep-set in his face. They are a brilliant blue that is flecked with yellow giving them a hazel appearance and they are framed by thick lush lashes. He is of average height for a man of Pern, standing 6'1" and his body is stocky, well built and used to hard work. He has broad shoulders and wide chest that tapers into a narrow waist and hips. His legs are leg and strong and his arms are just the same. His hair is a dirty blonde that he tries to maintain short, he doesn't like the look of him when it's long, reminding him too much of his sister, and even short there is a noticeable wave to it. Dressing Style: Well made but worn clothing is generally what Dandioar wears. He's neither poor nor rich and it is reflected in the clothing that he wears. He prefers a nice fit, well-made pair of pants and a simple shirt, Dandioar doesn't put on airs and dress pretentiously. He dresses for both comfort and workability. Personality
Loyal. Blunt. Hot-tempered. Kind Dandioar can be a hot-tempered foolish child when he doesn’t get his way at times and he tends to not think before he speaks. He is a rather blunt individual who has the annoying habit of speaking his mind without thinking of the consequences. On the opposite side of the token Dandioar can be a kind soul who has a mischievous side that he has no problems showing to people. He can most definitely be kind, with words of praise and solid advice to heap upon the new weyrlings. Dandioar is loyal to a fault, he can and does go out of his way to help a friend should they need it. On occasion, his blunt straightforward attitude has made enemies of infrequent acquaintances. He loves with a single-minded passion and a kind of devotion that can be frightening at times – to both him and the recipient. Habits/Mannerisms: Taps fingers on thigh when impatient, chews his lips when thinking too hard. Opinions: Threadfall Theory: Doesn't know what to think. He wants to believe in it but at the same time thinks those who do to be a bit daft. Stealing/Kidnapping: Wasn't stolen, doesn't care. Weryrleader S'kef: Sounds like a right prat. Firelizards: Dandioar was excited by the prospect of firelizards and was equally excited when he was given an egg. Women's loss of honourifics: Doesn't affect him in the slightest and does not care Return North: Dandioar was already in the north so he has no opinon on this, but thinks the return of the dragons to be the greatest thing since sliced bread. History
Father: Oarian, b.698, d.YYY
Rank: Journeyman Healer Mother: Dandiel, b700., d.730 Rank: None Step-Mother: Kamika, b712. Rank: Apprentice Weaver Siblings: m. b718 (Dandiel) f. b719 (Dandiel) m. b722 (Dandiel) Past Lovers/Partners: N/A Current Lovers/Partners: N/A Children: None known Background Story: 720 & 0: Born to a journeyman healer and his commoner wife who were stationed at Ista Hold. 722 & 2: LIttle sister is born and Dandi is annoyed by this and tries to give her away on repeated occasions to random people at the hold. 725& 5: Falls while playing with the hold children, breaks a leg and is left with a slight limp. 730 & 10: Mother dies from what should have been a mild cold but turned into a raging fever which took her life a week later. Father was distraught at being unable to save his wife but did not take too long trying to find a new one. Dandioar is a bit put out and disgusted by that. 735 & 15: The dragons return to the north. How exciting! Dandioar wasn't born when they disappeared and has never grown in a world with them. He is immediately smitten by them. 738 & 18: A chance encounter with bluerider A'bram and his blue Avrath sees Dandioar searched and on his way to Ista Weyr. That was the best day that he ever had. He bid his weepy sister and smug brother goodbye while his father and new stepmomma looked on. 739 & 19: Finally given a firelizard egg and is delighted when 739 & 19: Stands for clutches Dawn Delights and Fire & Flame. Does not impress at either but knows from others that this is more usual than not and isn't worried about anything. He also goes to stand at Telgar's clutch (Biding Dreams) and though he did not impress he witnessed three girls impress green. He knows nothing really to have an opinion about women on greens but it does find it odd everyone else is all up in arms about it. 740 & 20: Enjoys his time at the gather while waiting for Thallyath's eggs to hatch. Education
Education Details: Dandioar struggles with both reading and writing, he tries his best but nothing ever seems to look how it's supposed to according to his father. RP Sample
The bronze draped across his shoulder hissed and scolded a woman terribly when she accidentally moved into their path. "You know," Dandioar said to the bronze, "You're never going to make us any friends if you don't stop that. Not everyone wants to be lectured by a firelizard." The firelizard in question did nothing but chirp before sliding his cheek against Dandi's in an attempt to get out of the trouble he'd started. It worked mostly, Dandi was always quick to forgive Tigger for his outbursts. He was, after all, young and unused to going out in public much. This was the first gather Dandi had attended since being search, opting to stay in Ista when they were being held instead of going. He was trying to better his terrible reading and writing ability, something that wasn't uncommon in the youth of Pern, but he didn't want to seem uneducated to the rest of the population. Especially when people learned he was from a hold and should be educated. It wasn't his fault the letters always seemed to take on a mind of their own. He stopped at a stall and began looking over the wares the man was hawking. They were nicely made and a list of prices was written on a slate of stone. Dandi squinted at the words trying to decipher the numbers connecting to the items and failing miserably. He held up a knife sheath and shook it lightly at the man, "How much for this?" he asked after it. The man had watched the boy struggle with his price listing and an opportunity to prey was seen and taken, "50 marks," was the reply though the list was well below for that particular sheath. "Really?" Dandioar questioned with a frown, "That seems high for this but if you say so." "Don't believe me?" the man tapped the list, "It's written in plain Pernese, right here, trying to steal from me eh?" Dandi shook his head, embarrassed that he'd been unable to read, "No, no here. I'll take it for 50." He started digging around in his mark pouch, his embarrassment slowly bleeding into irritation, and didn't notice the person walking up behind him. The Player
Tigger
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Pet Name: Tigger
Name Pronounced: Tig-ger Colour: Bronze Date of Birth: 10.12.739 AL Appearance
Tigger is quite large for a bronze, coming very close to a smaller gold firelizard in size. His is a green-tinted bronze color, though it does have a bit of a brassy sheen to it. His coloring is mostly monotonus without many deviations, though he does have a very bright orangish bronze splash across his back and back of his neck. These are the only markings he has.
Personality
Tigger is brave and brash, often scolds people for getting in his way and he has no real fear of anything except the big gold dragons. He enjoys flittering about children and teases them with games of chase. Like Dandi, Tigger enjoys swimming and sunning on the beaches of Ista.
Pet Created By: Jenn RE: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 05.Jan.20 August
Candidate
Gemma Arterton Important Details
Original Name: N/A
Pronounced: N/A Honorific: N/A Pronounced: Ah-gust Nicknames: Auggie Dragon Name: N/A Dragon Pronounced: N/A Dragon Colour: N/A Wing Assigned: N/A Wing Rank: N/A Primary Rank: Woodcrafter Secondary Ranks: Sr. Apprentice Place of Birth: Fort Hold Date of Birth: 15.01.716 AL | Searched/Stolen By: R'kar of Searched/Stolen Date: 05.02.739 Impression Age: N/A Physical Age: 24 Aged Out: N/A Exiled With: N/A Partner: N/A Appearance
Hair: Dark brown Height: 5'3" General Appearance: August is of a medium height standing around 5’3” tall and is curvy. She has a classic hourglass figure and dark hair. Her hair is worn long or short whatever suits her mood at the time. Her hair tends to be a dark brunette that occasionally bleaches out to a reddish hue in the sun. She has a wide generous mouth that smiles often and dark brown eyes. Her cheeks and well-shaped nose are splattered with a riot of freckles. Her nose is slender and comes to a slight point at the tip, sitting well between those sharp cheekbones, neither crooked or bent. Her chin tells of the stubborn nature the woman possesses and it is a bit sharp. She has a subtle strength from working with the wood of her craft. Her arms are trim and her back is strong. She has a gentle smell of sawdust and dirt that she’s told is never overpowering. Her elegant hands are covered in the nicks and scars of her craft. Though she is proud of her craft her hands embarrass her and she will often hide them from other people's sight. Dressing Style: Comfortable and easy, August wears what fits and what is going to be comfortable while she works. Personality
August is a woman who loves life and everyone in it, she’ll make no excuses for it. She has a fondness for children and crotchety old curmudgeons. She does everything with her whole heart, from her woodcraft to her lovers, she gives her all for the time it takes. She has a stubborn streak a mile wide, once she sets her mind to something she rarely deviates. She doesn’t mind if someone tries to change her mind and if the argument is good she just might let it happen. She can be quite hard-headed and she has no problem slapping someone with a chunk of wood. She is artistic and this can be seen in the little whittles of wood she has around her. She loves what she does and she loves getting her hands filthy. She doesn’t mind the splinters, the dirt or the saw dust, all that matters is the beauty that comes at the end. August is a tough chick, she doesn’t let much get her down and it takes a lot more than a few words to prick her skin. Her father taught her the value of hard work and August is never far from the idea that as long as she works hard enough, she’ll get far enough. She has a strong sense of morality, her sense of what is right and what is wrong is somewhat black and white. On a subconscious level, August knows that there is a grey area but she chooses not to see it or use it. For someone as stubborn and independent as she is, August is rather idealistic and has the belief that as long as people do what is right and good, everything will turn out the way it’s meant. Habits/Mannerisms: Chews her finger nails and drums her fingers on tables when she's annoyed. Opinions: These can be kept short and sweet; a sentence will suffice. Threadfall Theory: August doesn't really know what to think. The dragons are back so that must mean thread is going to be back. Right? Stealing/Kidnapping: She has no real opinion about it, she probably would have thought it idiotic. Weryrleader S'kef: N/A. Firelizards: Excited and couldn't wait to get herself one Women's loss of honourifics: N/A Return North: N/A History
Father: Augrute, b.678
Rank: Master Woodcrafter Mother: Gustine, b.690 Rank: Apprentice Harper Siblings:
Children:
716 & 0: Birth 720 & 4: The birth of her youngest brother. He'd become her biggest fan and biggest supporter. 726 & 10: Started widdling small things behind her father's back. She showed an aptitude with carving and making things in wood. 728 & 12: Rust shows her father a toy she made, the man was both proud and irritated. He'd thought one of his other sons had done it but Rust told him August had. Her father started paying more attention to her. 732 & 16: After a convincing argument from her brother, August decided to join him in apprenticeship. Her father was dubious but let it happen. Rust and August were his only children who showed an interest in wood. Might as well entertain the idea. 734 & 18: August moved quickly through apprenticeship, going from the junior position to senior rather quickly. She met Mederick during this time and fell rather hard for the journeyman. They fell in love hard and into each other's beds quickly. August becomes pregnant. 735 & 19: The birth of her son Audrick. August adores the dark-haired little boy with his father's laughing eyes. They were wed not long after his birth. And they were happy for a short period of time. 738 & 22: An illness swept through, fever and coughs that were painful. August pulled through but Mederick did not. Married less than three turns and a widow. August was devastated and it was only her son and her craft that got her through it. Her father told her to find someone else, that she'd forget the man quick enough but August couldn't see such a thing. 739 & 23: Grief was what she'd insist had her agreeing, but August knew it was a little bit of grief and a lot of independence that had her saying yes when a chance meeting with R'kar of 740 & 24: So far August has only stood for a few clutches outside Fort. She has not impressed yet. She sees her son when she can and has quite decided that she is exactly where she needs to be. She still practices her craft, even here at the weyr, but it isn't the very end of all she thinks now. Now she has the opportunity to become something more and so she shall. Education
Craft: Woodcrafter Specialty: Furniture and toys Craft Rank: Sr. Apprentice Date Apprenticed: 12.06.732 AL Date Tapped: N/A Mastership Obtained: N/A Education Details: August can do her numbers and she can write exceptionally well. She was never taught more than maths and writing, but she was taught what she needed to know to be able to create beautiful furniture and toys. RP Sample
She was focused, dark eyes not seeing much else except the piece she was working on. A lovely desk that she'd decided to gift the bluerider that had searched her with. Nothing else mattered at that moment as she carved a relief of a dragon in flight across the side of the desk. It was going to be one of her favorite pieces she knew, knife moved with the grain carefully and she was already making a list of the things she would need to finish it. Stain for sure, she could find it somewhere in the weyr and she would probably need a little more wood. Maybe she could work in a pencil stop somewhere. Her brow furrowed as she thought about the things she would need.
Her mind started to wander as she worked. Thoughts and images of her family. Of her son. Of Mederick. She missed him. Missed her brother and her son. Her bright little boy that looked more and more like his father. Her brother that had gently forced her in a direction she never would have taken otherwise. A small wistful smile played across her lips at the thought of Rust and Audrick. She missed them and now she was here at Fort Weyr, waiting to impress a dragon of her own. Her father had been angry when she'd agreed to the search by the awkward bluerider R'kar. Rust had been delighted and she'd been angry when her father had refused to let her bring her son. She understood why, being raised in a creche probably wasn't the best thing and August had finally relented before waving a teary farewell to her family. And now she was here. Standing for clutches and making things out of wood. Who said a person couldn't have the best of both worlds? She hissed out a breath when the knife nicked her finger and she stuck it in her mouth immediately. "Damn it," she mumbled around the finger in her mouth and set the knife down. That's what she got for not paying attention and reached for a rag to wiped the blood off the desk. She cocked her head and grinned. R'kar would never know. The Player
RE: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 29.May.20 Pendalier
Minor Holder
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Andrés Velencoso Segura Important Details
Original Name: Pendalier
Pronounced: Pen - duh - leer Nicknames: Pen, Penny Primary Rank: Minor Lord Holder Secondary Ranks: N/A Place of Birth: Gulf Stones Hold Date of Birth: 15.04.698 AL Physical Age: 43 Partner: N/A Appearance
Hair: Shaggy, thick and dark brown. Trims it every now and again but Pen's hair is a strategic mess. Height: 6'4 General Appearance: Dressing Style: Personality
- Doesn't get along with his siblings as they're more free-spirits and he's more a by-the-books guy. - Married with X kids. - Not overly fond of dragonriders as he sees them as lazy and lacking discipline. - He is dark haired, like his father. His siblings are very blonde. Habits/Mannerisms: Drums fingers on desk when annoyed. Has a habit of flicking a knife around when bored. Opinions: Threadfall Theory: Sceptical of the return of something they've never seen before Stealing/Kidnapping: Apathetic of it. If the kidnapped had been more intelligent they wouldn't have been kidnapped. Weryrleader S'kef: N/A Firelizards: Disgusted Women's loss of honourifics: N/A Return North: The riders returning north just created more mouths to feed. History
Father: Pendar, b.681, d.735
Rank: Lord of Gulf Stones Hold Mother: Beadine, b.682, d.740 Rank: Wife and mother Siblings: R'nd of blue Ayyonth. b. 09.11.703 Eridella. b. 19.07.701 Past Lovers/Partners: Wife (b. 702 d. 732) Current Lovers/Partners: Unnamed maid Children: Daughter. b. 723 Son (Heir). b. 724 Twin son and daughter (bastards). b. 724 Son. b.725 Daughter. b. 730 Daughter. b. 731 Daughter. b. 732 Background Story: Year & Age: Year & Age: Year & Age: Year & Age: Year & Age: Year & Age: Year & Age: Year & Age: Year & Age: Year & Age: Year & Age: Year & Age: Year & Age: Year & Age: Year & Age: Education
Craft: General holder education plus the relevant education needed to run a hold.
Specialty: Craft Rank: N/A Date Apprenticed: N/A Date Tapped: N/A Mastership Obtained: N/A Education Details: RP Sample
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Character Base Created By: Insulting Truths
Character's Finalisation Created By: Jenn Played By: Jenn Preferred Contact: Inactivity Preference: Adoptable NPCs RE: Jenn's Creeps - Jenn - 22.Jun.20 [size=12pt]Inactivity Preference[/size][size=8pt]
[color=#B5B5B5]Player Name: Creator Name: Jenn Preference: Fade Out Death: Acceptable [/size] [size=20pt]K'ton[/size]
[size=8pt][size=8pt]Red solo cup, I fill you up[/size] [color=#B5B5B5]First Name: Keeton Pronounced: Key-ton Honorific: K'ton Nicknames: Keets Dragon Colour: Brown Wing Rank: Wingrider Primary Rank: Brownrider Secondary Rank: Worlds Most Studly Brownrider or Giant Whoreface Place of Birth: Small cot hold beholden to Telgar Date of Birth: 10.03.198 AL Impression Age: 15, 213 AL Physical Age: 23 Weyrmate/Husband/Wife: N/A Threadfall Theory: I'll be waiting... Kidnapping Response: The more the merrier... Approved Special Features: N/A Face Claim: Jake Gyllenhall [/size] [size=20pt]Looks[/size]
[size=8pt]Let’s have a party, let’s have a party[/size] [size=8pt] [color=#B5B5B5]Eyes: K’ton has large blue eyes tipped with long girly lashes. Hair: K’ton has dark brown hair that has definite wave to it. Height: 6'0 General Appearance: K’ton is slightly below average standing at around 6’ with a fit frame. His broad shoulders end in a neatly tapered waist. He possesses startling blue eyes and wavy dark brown hair. He tends to keep his hair in an unkempt mess and his face always has at least a 5 o’clock shadow. Helps keep the baby face in check. He has a strong jaw and a rather wide mouth with the top lip being slightly fuller than the bottom. His is a swarthy complexion from the years spent in the south. He has a wide easy smile that reflects in his blue eyes. Eyes that are topped by thick straight brows and rather long thick lashes. Lashes he’s been teased for. Girly they are but the ladies seem to love them. He has a wiry lean build, thats neither too muscled or not enough. It seems to be just right. Dressing Style: Pants and shirts is about all the man will wear. Either that or he’ll run about half naked given the chance. What better way for the ladies to admire his form? [/size] [size=20pt]Personality[/size]
[size=8pt] [size=8pt]I love you red solo cup[/size] [color=#B5B5B5]General Character Traits: K’ton thinks he’s a ladies man. This isn’t helped by the fact that he is rarely without feminine company. He doesn’t particularly like children but he tolerates them because Ironth seems to enjoy their company. There are times when, like Ironth, K’ton needs to be alone and will bar his door to company. Has a rather strong dislike for firelizards. Likens them to tunnelsnakes and he hasn't quite figure out why he dislikes them so. K'ton is a bit annoyed that his rough and tumble (okay not really) brown has a simply moronic fascination with them. Ironth is stead fast in his refusal to disregard the little things and continues to plague K'ton with requests for one or four. Thus far K'ton has been able to waylay the requests but as nothing pleases him more than making Ironth happy... Well.. We'll just say the brown is wearing his rider down. K'ton likes women. He has always liked women and he will always like women. Greenflights are a huge issue for K'ton. Since the majority of green riders are male and on occasion Ironth wins a flight, K'ton finds himself waking next to men some nights. For a hold bred boy that never quite got over his homophobic tendencies even during weyrling life, the knowledge is disturbing. He's 35 and its highly doubtful that he will change that view anytime soon outside of flightlust. Likes: Women: K’ton is a self proclaimed ladies man. There isn’t a woman he doesn’t like. Himself: What’s not to like? He’s charming, good looking, and fabulous. Ironth: K’ton loves his dragon more than anything, even more than himself, which is saying something. Dislikes: Firelizards: K’ton has a general dislike of the annoying little creatures. It irritates him like no other that Ironth is incredibly fascinated by them. Ironth is wearing him down with his constant requests for little friends. Felines: When Ironth and K’ton first went south when the weyrs were banish they were alone for some time before Nirinath’s call. During this time a pack of felines attempted to make a meal of K’ton during which Ironth received his wounds. Greenflights : K’ton is staunchly hetero… Until a greenflight that is and it seems to bother the hold bred boy when he wakes beside a man on those occasions when Ironth wins a flight. Habits/Mannerisms: Likes to feign a broken heart at the slightest provocation. Taps his foot with irritation and has an annoying habit of wiggling his brows. Strengths: Honest. K’ton is rather honest for a womanizer. He isn’t afraid to tell anyone the truth whether they like t or not. Not necessarily a strength but because of his rather large ego K’ton has somewhat of a hero complex and will come to the aid of those who need it. Flaws: K’ton’s flaws are varied and possibly many. He is arrogant and rather uncaring when it comes to people. The only thing K’ton really cares about is Ironth and himself. He has a rather overly inflated sense of self. None of these makes for a very “friend” friendly man though he never seems to have much trouble with the ladies. [/size] [size=20pt]Personal History[/size]
[size=8pt] [size=8pt]I lift you up[/size] [color=#B5B5B5]Mother: Keeara, 158 AL Rank: Wife Father: Tonan, 155 AL Rank: Cotholder Siblings: Youngest of 6 of which Keeton and 2 sisters survived. One younger half sibling. Toree, oldest Karon, older Maron, younger half sibling Past Lovers/Partners: None important Current Lovers/Partners: N/A Children: Most likely some here or there. It’s a vague unknown for K’ton Background Story: 198 AL Birth : Keeara births Keeton 200 AL age 2 : Mother dies 203-10 AL age 5-13 : Two sisters and one brother dies. Keeton mourns their loss. 211 AL age 14 : Father remarries and brother Maron is born 211-12 AL age 14 : Search by rider from Telgar Weyr. Father is proud and sisters are ecstatic. Keeton becomes candidate and settles in to lessons and weyr life with enthusiasm 213 AL age 15 : Stands at the Higher Destinations clutch. Impresses Ironth. Probably the greatest joys he’s ever known. 213-215 AL age 15 -17 : Weyrling life treats him good. He and Ironth get on famously, though Ironth tends to "father" Keeton when he gets out of hand. 215 AL age 18 : Graduates from weyrlinghood, becomes K’ton. Is rotated into a wing as a wingrider. Is excited at the prospect of being a "real" dragonrider. 215 AL age 18 : Wings are restricted from flight as dragon's begin to get sick. Telgar closes its borders to outside dragons and firelizards. 216 AL age 19 : Is banished along with the rest of the weyr to the south. Took off on his own as soon as Ironth was rested enough. 216-19 AL age 19-22 : Finds a suitable place and begins to build a makeshift hut. Hut is finished. Shortly after hut is finished K'ton is attacked by a pack of felines. Ironth fends them off but not before receiving two large gashes on his left flank. K'ton is heart stricken. Tends Ironth's wounds the best he can. Ironth heals and is left with two jagged scars, K'ton is left with a nice feline pelt. 220 AL age 22 : Ironth and K'ton heed Nirinath's call. Is saddened that so many dragons had been lost. 220 AL age 23 : Helps begin construction on the weyr that would be called Katila. Begins construction on his own personal hut and Ironth's wallow. Ironth falls into a mild depression at the death of two more dragons and their riders. K'ton begins mild seduction of various woman. Ironth pulls out of his slump. 221 AL age 24 : Sequesters himself in his hut at the outbreak of firehead. Is unwilling to answer an summons for fear he'll end up like the rest. 222 AL age 25 : Distances himself far, far away from the "rebels". 223 AL age 25-26 : More dragons and riders lost. Ironth keens and mourns but does not feel the loss as definite has the first. 224 AL age 26 : Chafes at the restriction placed on the riders by Tsuen. He had a real interest in meeting those northern ships. News of the north would have been welcome. 225 AL age 27 : Storm takes out half the weyr and half his hut. Spends the turn helping rebuild. 226 AL age 27-28 :[i] Watches sadly as Tsuen banishes a brown and his rider when the brown catches a cold. Laughs when the banished rider catches the foolish wherries who burn down Tsuen's hut [i]226 AL age 28 : Ironth is beside himself and distraught as K'ton catches firehead despite his best efforts. K'ton heals and takes the time to get well. Suffers from periodic headaches 227 AL age 29 : Shocked as hell when Nirinath Rises. Ironth chases though K'ton is leery. Nirinath is caught by D'ren's Ronarth. K'ton is relieved the bigger bronze caught the gold. Couldn't do for him to be weyrleader where then, would his fun be? 227 AL age 30 : As excited as the rest at the modest size of Nirinath's clutch of seventeen. Doesn't give a fig when Tsuen demands candidates be stolen from the north. They needed them so they needed to be here. Celebrates with the rest of the weyr when 15 of the 17 impress (of course it was sad that two did not). Shook his head with sorrow when the "wrong" blue betweened without his rider and shrugged and nodded when the girl was dropped between 229 AL age 31 : Celebrates the graduation of Nirinath's first clutch since coming south. Shakes his head at the stupidity of greenriders . 230-31 AL age 32-33 : Unaffected by much in these turns. Besides Nirinath's second rising and the gold hatchling. Was rather disgusted with the public display of lashings. Was unaffected by who it was but rather the act. It should have been kept a private affair. 232 AL age 34 : Would've strangled Tsuen is he could have at the public lashing of a candidate. A freaking candidate! Who does that? Applauded D'ren when he gave her a "what for!" 233 AL age 35 : Present day. [/size] [size=20pt]Education[/size]
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[size=8pt][color=#B5B5B5]Created By: Jenn Additional Accounts & Ranks: Ameris: Candidate Admin Contact: E-mail: jenn_klahn at yahoo dot com AIM: laamordemivida or skype: laamordemivida (skype is probably the best way or a PM sends to my email as well) Anything else? Nope [/size] [size=20pt]RP Example[/size]
[size=8pt][size=8pt]Proceed to party[/size] Alright. Maybe the little flying tunnelsnakes weren't so bad, K'ton thought to himself as the little brown continued to croon and chittering at his shoulder. [color=#402b21]He likes you K'ton. He is a very happy fire lizard Ironth commented with amusement. "Yes I suppose he is," K'ton replied. The little bronze seemed to be a touch braver as the little firelizard winged here and there, on his own investigation of the brush around them. K'ton started as the little bronze pop out of between straight in front of him. He scowled. Yes, the firelizards were that bad. This one happened to be offering him a bloody bit of meat. Now where did he get that? Looked like herdbeast hide attached to the bloody strip. "Show me where you found this," he told the little bronze as he started off in the last direction he saw the bronze. K'ton don't wander too far. I can not fit through there! the brown said with a touch of worry. Oh come on Ironth, there isn't anything around. You'd have smelt them if there were! he replied to Ironth and this time it was K'ton who was amused. The little firelizard popped between after the command K'ton put to it. Shard it! He couldn't go between like the little thing and he had no idea where'd he'd gone. K'ton was on the verge of shouting when the bronze popped back out and began chittering at him in a manner that sounded suspiciously like a scolding. "I can't follow you like that! And quit that chattering at me like its my fault!" he grumbled at the firelizard. Shard it! Now he was talking to it! The bronze gave him one last chirp before winging off in the direction K'ton had started, a smaller trail that Ironth indeed could not fit through. As the came to where the firelizard had found the meat, K'ton found evidence of quite a few herd beasts. The animals must've spooked at something. The trail was beaten down and muddy, much of the brush at the sides trampled and broken. He hunkered down next to the dead animal. "Certainly is a herd beast," he said as he sawed a bit of flesh off and fed it to the firelizards. He traced a hand down the marks along its side, "Funny... Those look a lot like feline claw marks," he said as he heard a faint growl coming from the under brush, "Funny.. That sounded an awful lot like a feline growl" He looked up in time to see the distinctive feline pattern flow through the openings in the underbrush.. K'ton was a brave man, a courageous man. He knew this everyone told him this - maybe not everyone... Maybe just the various women he pleasured - so he was firm in the knowledge that his next action was not cowardly, but rather self-preservation. Never mind that he could have call Ironth to save him. He apparently forgot he had a dragon as K'ton ran. He ran and shouted and sounded suspiciously like a woman as he did so... {Please note: This sample was pulled from another version of K'ton with edits done here and there to reflect his current incarnation} [size=20pt]Ironth[/size]
[size=8pt][size=8pt]a lyrical subheading[/size] [color=#B5B5B5]Name: Ironth Pronounced: Eye-ronth Colour: Brown Wing Rank: Wingrider Place of Birth: Telgar Weyr Date of Birth: 22.05.213 AL Clutch Name: Higher Destinations Clutch Mother: Gold Mirnath Clutch Father: Bronze Borguth Key Word: Magnum Egg Name: Happy Feet Egg Description: Off white with slightly dark patches along the top Measurements: Mature Length: 27ft Mature Height: 13.5ft Mature Wingspan: 40.5ft Scars & Markings: Various scars here and there from some of the more rough flights. He does have two jagged scars along his left flank from protecting K’ton from a feline attack when they first arrived south. General Appearance: Adulthood: Ironth is a rather well put together individual. His body is mostly proportionate with only his tail being slightly longer than normal. He is a deep earth brown that lightens to a tan color along his points. Other than this he is a pretty standard brown. He carries two jagged scars along his left flank. He is 27 feet long and stands 13 and a half ft tall with a wingspan of 40 and a half feet. Mind Voice: Ironth possesses a smooth melodic voice that is soothing and at times rather stern. Personality: General Personality: Ironth is a perfect stabilizer for K’ton. Where K’ton rushes ahead and does what he pleases Ironth is there to reel him in. He is a rather steady eddy and it takes much to actually ruffle his feathers. He enjoys being around human children and will sometimes even let them climb on him but not as often as they would like. Likes: K’ton of course is his number one like. For all his rider is a silly man Ironth enjoys him emensely. Ironth also has taken a rather strong like for firelizards and bugs K’ton incessantly to find a few so he can have some friends. Dislikes: Ironth has a deep and passionate hatred for the wild felines that populate the south, that mostly stems from the attack of K’ton when they first arrived south. Ironth also mildly dislikes tunnelsnakes not because they are poisonous or the like. He thinks they are rather unpleasant tasting. Habits/Mannerisms: Has a rather annoying (to K'ton at least) of "fathering" him as opposed to "mothering" him. It's a bit endearing but his unusually bad (or good depending on the view) timing drives K'ton nuts. Strengths: Ironth has a rather good sense of direction. He almost always knows where he is. Ironth also possesses a rather good memory. He can’t remember months back but a few weeks back is not a feat for him to remember. He also can almost always place a name to a face. This is always a source of fun for K’ton to see who and how many people Ironth can remember. Weaknesses: One of the largest weaknesses that Ironth possesses is the occasional onslaught of anxiety. K’ton isn’t sure whether the manifestation of it is due to the rather stressful time that they had barely out of weyrlinghood or if its just part of who Ironth has always been. Because of this there are times when Ironth needs to be away from the hustle and bustle of the weyr. Hex Code: Font: #402b21 Background: #80652c Preview: Dragon Speech Created By: Jenn |